::New rumours heard in the Mermaid::
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The entirety of the Pass seems to be filled with hundreds and hundreds of jellies and gelatinous cubes in the past few days. They seem to simply split into more when killed.
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A slim, fussy looking man in spectacles and Tyrran robes is seen, fussing about the signs declaring Peltarchian law, tsk tsking, and shaking his head. "It's positively a barbarian code! No no no, this won't do at all…"
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The Magistrate goes to establish the mans citizenship, in light of the need to have a permit to sell if they are not a citizen, although this would usually only be reserved for weapons and armour he considers this significant enough to warrant further legal clarification.
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_Rumor spreads that a man at the Pissing Goat is selling some magical foodstuffs for afordable prices. The side effects of these strange foods has everyone talking. They bare an amazing resemblence to the augmentations of the ultra expensive potions sold by priests and wizards.
Lines are quickly formed to purchase these amazing foods._
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With Dentin's behaviour, and apparent resignation, Mark Kelben can be seen at the head of the patrols he once lead, wearing the insignia of Defender officers.
Whether he has officially been replaced remains to be seen, but the young man seems more concerned with vigilance than protocol.
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Zyphlin can be heard muttering about "Farking city treasurers" and is said to be looking for Hjoichi with a large bag of gold
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Captain Hjoichi Olsen of the Far Scouts is seen carrying a giant load of food to the southern townships, presumably to sell at a profit. Some rumors that he owes a deep gambling debt (though no one has ever seen him gamble). Other's say he has finally exceeded the tab that the mermaid would extend to him on his drinking binges. And still darker quieter whispers mention that perhaps a recent mission went far over budget, or that the selling is part of a secret mission, or…...
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A long missing personage of Peltarch, the balding Mystran priest in blue can be seen returned to the streets looking very relaxed.
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_Rumours begin to spread like wildfire of a group consisting of Nyda, Wog, Needrar, Aarron, Raver and Kara all spotted and engaged the ghoul Mecizq on the ridge of the nars pass. It is said that the battle was short, but fierce.
Some say that Senator Ashald would have perished, if not for his unwavering determination to smite something. The rumors were later confirmed as Kara was seen in the city, then when Mec appeared in Jiyyd, quite alive and back to his usual self._
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The Magistrate was seen heading back into the city the other day, from the south. Nothing unusal about that, aside from the fact that orc blood was splashed up his arms and his armour was seen to be dented in many places as if from a heavy blunt weapon of war. He was carrying his helm, and soon disappeared off to the defender armoury to get it repaired.
He was heard to spend some time in the defender clergy shrine speaking with one of the Defender Priestesses of Tempus.
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Rumor has it, the captain of the sails was heard making a threat on the life of a certain guard after hearing him comment on the loose morals of his female crew.
The guard was said to laugh and walk off in a good mood.
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An incredibly large group of adventurers set out towards the Giantspire some days ago. Slowly but surely a few began to return till in the end only eight of those that left were still gone. They returned much later, apparently carrying ore…some even whisper Mithril...and a chest, looking rather battle weary but alive, all the same.
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::Nathen Wingates is seen much more often in the city, now, having emerged from his hermit-hood in the college. Yet something is odd about the red-cloaked bard, his skin seems paler; his eyes tired and strained, and never far from a small canteen attached to the right side of his belt. When approached, he tries a friendly smile and his demeanor is generally polite and quiet::
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Ocean on the other hand seems subdued, her nightly playing in the Mermaid slowling to a tune now and then, and all melancholy and sad songs. She's also noticeably smelling of whiskey now and then, though none report seeing her actually drunk.
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Caling chatters happily in taverns about the Drow she met in the damp kobold cave with Sgt. Strauss of the Defenders.
She reckons they'd killed the kobolds and were hanging about for something. The interested can get an in-depth description of the drow's gorgeous cheekbones, the way he leapt and spun like a dancer and the handy way he knew where to stick swords into Sgt. Strauss.
She can also expand on drow-tracking techniques over soft ground, due to the conspicuous pointy-toed Drow boots they wear…
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Despite having been an almost permanent fixture at the Vanity Plates boutique the past few months, it seems that Caling's fortunes have run out.
She returns to more frequent tavern appearances bringing new and exciting tales of the 'life pyratical'. apparently, if this is successful enough, they may be compiled into a larger work entitled 'Caling the Pyrate Queene'
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In a moment away from drowning small animals, dwarfen Priestess of Umberlee, Mercy, gathers a group about her in the Mermaid, holding forth on an amusing incident involving a young lass called 'Butter-Knife' and a termite mound secreted about her underpants, causing substantial difficulties in elementary sitting, and resulting in a mauled posterior.
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On one of his trips to the bathhouse, Senator Aarron Ashald can be seen talking to a young girl. The conversation turned into him rubbing her behind, but he swears he was only being a gentleman and healing some nasty wounds on the girl.
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_When Dentin vanishes from the sight, homeless pickpocket swipes some sweat from his forehead and lets out a long, sigh of relief thinking that Lady Luck itself has her eyes upon him. His sigh quickly turns into a yelp, as strong fingers close around his throath.
Large, strong-looking and obviously very angry half-ork in dark clothing and helmet is gripping the pickpocket by his windpipe with his left-hand. In his right-hand, people see a some blunt object, obviously a club of somekind. Club lashes. Many times. After the pickpocket is rendered more or less uncounsious and mauled, Half-Ork proceeds to search his victims possessions as if searching for something. Searching obviously doesnt bear fruit, because half-ork gives an angry snort and a sharp kick for the mauled pickpocket.
"Hmph, ya lowly thief.. too bad that ya didnt seem to be the weakling Gra…err, Grankh was looking for".
After the remark, Dark clad half-ork proceeds into one of the numerous alleys in the dock district. Dock workers, who saw the vicious beating are either leering for the pickpockets fate or shaking their heads for the unnecessary amount of force, which was applied to the pickpocket._
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Lately, Dentin has been spending more and more times in the docks, usually wearing a robe in an effort to conceal his metal leg. He spends his time with the people, giving them advice and a listening ear, and aiding them with their work or dispensing Gond's blessings if necessary. He sees to his tasks with a great deal of humility and patience, taking a servant's disposition towards those common folk. Rumours trickle trough that Dentin even helped a young, homeless pickpocket escape from the guard.
